It’s Superbowl Sunday and even if you are not a fan of football you must PLAY BALL! It’s kind of like being an atheist during Christmas. Yeah, you’re a Darwinist. Yeah, the whole tree and trimmings thing is silly. However, after a few bah-humbugs, you are singing carols and wrapping presents with the rest of us.
The Superbowl is kind of like Christmas only without the presents. On this day you eat until you bust, get entertained by the best of the best and most importantly watch a few great commercials. Food debauchery and commercialism. …how American can you get?
To the naysayers, I have listened to your argument that: “I don’t want to watch a bunch of millionaires run after a little brown ball”. Well, you watch millionaires act in the movies, sing on the radio and debate in Congress. Face it we’re millionaire watchers! And today we get to do it with our friends.
So enjoy my friends for tomorrow its back to the grind.
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I’ll tell you the chicken story tomorrow.
My prediction? Patriots all the way, baby!